Dude. Caroline and I just made the most awesome Arrested Development collage ever, inspired by the "What Would Saddam Do?" collage George Michael made for his ethics teacher. Ours is called, "What Would the Bluths Do?" Caroline is taking pictures right now. We're going to get full color copies made, hopefully laminate it, and then send it to the writers.

So. Awesome. For. Serious.

ETA: After I posted this, Caroline and I walked over to Starbucks. First, we saw a group of college students playing wiffle ball in the middle of the street. Next, Caroline mistook a streetlight for a low-flying space craft. Then, a woman accosted us, yelling at us to go to a date auction. Inside Starbucks, two young girls had an inability to read the menu and to afford others personal space, and we ended up waiting in line behind two (2) people for at least fifteen minutes. After we successfully skirted past the date auction woman, we watched a lone car tire roll slowly across the street, where it was stopped by a Hispanic man in camo pants and a little beret with a feather in it. He rolled the tire up the street at least fifty feet until a truck stopped, and he loaded it into the cab. Continuing walking, we came across a LA street services placard placed directly in front of a spilled soda, as thought that were the hazard. Back at our street, the college students playing wiffle ball had commandeered more of the LA street service placards and had used them to block off the street. Walking up this street, which is no more than a quarter of a mile long at most, we passed three separate pizza delivery cars.

Weird.

current mood: artistic
listening to: Rage Against the Machine, "Wake Up"